Where I Want To Go

I have often thought I would like to visit Amish country I have heard of a unique brand and portrait of people there In spite of their simple way of life, no one goes hungry It would be great to visit before I’m too old and gray to care I know that my chosen spot is not a fancy far away place However, it is not about places or things, but about people It’s about down shifting my hasty life and slowing the pace Perhaps I’ll observe a tree harvest of slow dripping maple May I be taken back to a different time, a different land Who knows? Perhaps I wont even like it; but I just might Perhaps I will see things more clearly and better understand Maybe I will discern more clearly between what’s wrong or right I want to walk and worship with them; and feel what life is like among the Amish. I know it’s not much to ask, but that’s what I would like to do before I’m finished.

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Thanksgiving never will I forget Hopping in the car for a very long ride to grandma’s house With heavy frost on the grass, glistening in the sun Singing songs and counting grain bins to pass the time Now the frost

Well you’re one hopeless romantic Almost a border line lovesick fanatic But I wouldn’t change you not if I could I love your wet and sappy kisses And the way you hold me so tight I think I’m gonna pass